Mystic River2003

Dave:
I'm walking to my car, and this guy comes up to me. Asks for a light. I say I don't smoke. He says neither does he. So then my heart starts clocking a buck fifty, 'cause there's no one else here except me and him. So then he pulls the knife on me. Says, 'Your wallet or your life, b*tch. I'm leaving with one of them'. So I try to brush past him, and that's when he slices me.

Celeste Boyle:
I thought you said you swung at him.

Dave:
Can I tell the f***ing story?